Chapter 2488: At Gai Jiuyou, Eternal Ruin!

The Yellow Wind Demon and the Rhinoceros Spirit exchanged a glance, each seeing the other's resolve, and so they relaxed slightly, their eyes fixed intently on the Flame Rat.

Having lived together this long, over these centuries, they had developed a deep unspoken understanding.

With just that one look, they understood each other's intent.

"Good!"

The Flame Rat said excitedly: "Then let's get Ling She Island in order and wait for Saint Luo Fu's arrival—we'll take control of Ling She Island and make it obey us!"

"In the future, Ling She Island may become our usual dwelling place!"

With the Flame Rat's arrangements, the others naturally said nothing more; the Flame Rat and the Celestial Book Demon were already the core of their small group.

But the Purple Vine Imp did not think so.

"You want to act on Ling She Island—have you considered us?"

"What?"

"You never even thought of this before, did you? We're also of the demon race, and we're willing to help you manage Ling She Island."

The Purple Vine Imp's words brought the Flame Rat unexpected joy.

This was indeed convenient—after all, this group of demon race beings were native to Ling She Island; with their help, every task would be easily resolved.

"Good, then we thank you."

The Flame Rat said: "If what you say is true and right, we won't let you down—when Saint Luo Fu arrives, we'll record your contribution."

"Thank you."

The Purple Vine Imp sincerely thanked the Celestial Book Demon and the Flame Rat, for Gui Che had burned their home and scattered all the demon race on Ling She Island.

The Flame Rat's arrival on Ling She Island truly gave the Purple Vine Imp hope.

Had Xiang Liu and Zhu Rong not left so hastily, the Purple Vine Imp would have led the demon race to join the Witch Clan.

They all wanted to survive in the Witch Clan—any path to life would do.

Ancestor Minghe knew nothing of what was happening on Ling She Island, for Ling She Island possessed a powerful artifact that blocked all external messages.

Only by actually entering Ling She Island could one learn of its slightest movements.

This was precisely why Ancestor Minghe so desperately wanted to claim Ling She Island for himself—if it were under his control, no news from his side could get out.

Daoist Randeng and Zhao Gongming had not yet returned, and Ancestor Minghe felt uneasy.

"By now, they should have returned from Gai Jiuyou Mountain—why haven't they come back yet?"

At this moment, the Two Western Saints and Daoist Randeng also faced grave difficulties.

Saint Jieyin had never imagined Gai Jiuyou Mountain held so many terrifying monsters—these dreadful beasts were mostly demons who had gone mad from cultivation mishaps, hard to control and even harder to defeat.

If mishandled, they would be lost to eternal calamity, and even risk going mad themselves.

Saint Zhunti smiled: "Looks like we've been tricked."

Saint Jieyin did not respond; he only wanted to leave Gai Jiuyou Mountain as quickly as possible—only then would they have a chance to survive.

Zhao Gongming stood aside, heart heavy—he knew Yunxiao's struggles, but had never imagined entering Gai Jiuyou Mountain would be this life-or-death ordeal.

He shouldn't have come to burden Yunxiao, shouldn't have added to her troubles; at this moment, Zhao Gongming's mood was utterly wretched.